“Are you sure about this?” Avery asked Goyle before taking a long swig from the flask Avery was holding out to him.

Avery giggled and nodded before giving the flask to Crabbe who also took a long swig.

Rookwood frowned before taking the flask off Crabbe, “So are you sure this will make us stronger both mentally and physically?” Goyle nodded eagerly and did a little jig on the spot.

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“Voldemort good chap, how is our most scariest dark…thingy today?” Avery asked as he walked up to a stony faced Voldemort and cuddled him tightly.

Voldemort looked slightly abashed and shook his head. This was weird. No one hugs Lord Voldemort, he should be feared.

Voldemort began to ramble on about ways to kill Harry Potter when Lucius so avidly mentioned that Voldemort was 'The-man-who-let-the-boy-live'.

Voldemort shook his head, he couldn’t understand why his followers, who normally worshipped the ground he tread on, were acting so strangely. Perhaps they were going a bit funny at the head or, perhaps it was that weird potion that made people act like morons for 48 hours?

“Why are my followers DARING to answer back to me?” Lord Voldemort spat out furiously.

“It was a potion,” Goyle answered happily.

Voldemort swallowed for a minute then began asking in a delicate and silky voice, “And who gave you this potion?”

“Lucius did it” Crabbe replied happily, almost psychotically. Lucius looked around suddenly and shook his head

“Lucius what have these idiots taken?”

Lucius giggled before replying

“It’s a potion that was meant to make your most avid followers stronger and more powerful. Goyle, being the moron he is, added powdered unicorn blood. So for some odd reason it made them go a bit funny in the…HEAD” Lucuis laughed and jumped out , then suddenly kissed Voldemort firmly on the lips before collapsing on the ground giggling.

Voldemort groaned, he knew he would have to put up with his followers until the potion wore off. As easy as it was to simply put them all in a sleep or to stupefy them, it simply makes the potion lengthen. For once in his life he would have to let the potion take its full course.

Goyle ran up to Voldemort chuckling and was clutching a box of what looked like plastic containers “Sir, SIR! The tupperwear lady is coming this morning AND we’re having a party IN your honor!”

Goyle laid the plastic boxes out on the table and Voldemort groaned, this indeed would be an extremely long day.

Voldemort sunk into his throne like, black velvet covered, chair and placed his head in his hands and sighed. When he looked up Lucuis was standing over him, a love struck expression on his face

“Mista Vol-DE-more, have you ever had a girlfriend?” Lucuis asked happily.

Voldemort raised an eyebrow and breathed out deeply.

“No” Voldemort answered finally his teeth gritted.

Lucuis smiled before adding as an afterthought.

“Have you always wanted to be evil, and are you planning on being evil for ever? Because if not, I know this great yoga and meditation class which might actually challenge your evil….ness…”

Voldemort stared straight ahead at the marble pillar and breathed in deeply, before turning and walking away. He decided skive off into the portrait room, hoping for some ‘alone time’

When he entered the room Mcnair was sitting cross-legged on the ground eating cookie dough ice cream,

“Mista Dark-ie lord, wanna play twister?”

Voldemort’s eye creased.

“Twister?”

Mcnair smiled and nodded, and with an after thought added a girlish giggle.

“It’s a game, how about this, if you win, I’ll go back to silently eating my cookie dough ice cream and you won’t hear a peep out of me!”

Voldemort considered this and then sulkily nodded.

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Mcnair giggled triumphantly, he had won the game as Voldemort slipped trying to put his right arm on blue!

Lucius screamed angrily “How can you possibly wish to harm a single hair on the head of 'that sweet, innocent, cute little boy?’

Voldemort shrugged before turning back to address the rest of the Death eaters.

“Tom, we found out from a close resource that today’s your birthday. So, as your first present, we pooled in some galleons and bought you this,” Bellatrix sighed happily, as she presented Voldemort with a pink gift bag decoration with pale, pink ribbons.

Lucius nodded happily “It’s a stress ball, but that’s not your first present! We are going to throw you a birthday party, and after we had a vote, we decided it will be a Care Bear Birthday Party”